We were blessed with beautiful weather this weekend. M and I talked about going up to Cleveland for the Ingenuity Festival, but decided we had too much to do to take the hour trip up (and hour trip back). Maybe next year we’ll make it.
It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast down them. Thus you remember them as they actually are, while in a motor car only a high hill impresses you, and you have no such accurate remembrance of country you have driven through as you gain by riding a bicycle.
~ Ernest Hemingway
I went for a bike ride today. M and I met up with a friend and we rode a part of the Towpath Trail that we haven’t ridden yet. It was a fun ride, especially since we had the added company of our friend (who probably has ridden that section of the trail because she is a cycling machine, putting in an incredible amount of mileage on her bike). The day was hot and humid, but Isaac’s rain held off. We rode 8.7 miles, and had a picnic lunch afterwards.
M and I went to Akron on Saturday evening where we met up with a friend for a few beers and some dinner. I took the camera along (of course) and snapped a few shots at sunset when M and I went for a short walk along the Ohio & Erie Canal Towpath Trail.
It was surprisingly quiet in Akron for a Saturday night. There were a few people here and there but we had the Towpath trail mostly to ourselves, except for some ducks and a great blue heron.
(Getting a drink of water.)
(Waiting for a fish.)
It was a peaceful sunset stroll. M and I haven’t walked the Towpath Trail since they finished the section near the Civic Theater.
We circled back around by taking one of the main streets back to where we parked, passing by the Civic Theater which was rapidly filling up with middle-aged women who were there to see Menopause The Musical.
(097: Mother and child. Photo © 2009 by Robin)
(095: Akron reflections. Photo © 2009 by Robin)
When you look at a city, it’s like reading the hopes, aspirations and pride of everyone who built it.
~ Hugh Newell Jacobs
(047: Escaping through the fence. Photo © 2009 by Robin)
The sun is new each day.
(045: Sculptures hiding in the weeds. Akron, Ohio. Photo © 2009 by Robin)
You can find sculptures like this hidden away amongst the weeds along the Ohio & Erie Canalway Towpath Trail in Akron. I’m not sure who put them there or why. Perhaps it was part of the trail (re)construction.
The spiral stairs are up and went up with almost no stress thanks to the extra pair of hands on the friend who stopped by to help. I’m grateful for his help. I didn’t have to do much at all since the two guys had everything pretty much under control. I’m not sure it would have went as well or as smoothly if it had been just M and I doing it on our own. For one thing, the friend is taller than either of us and that was a definite plus in dealing with the tallness of the stairs.
There is still some work to be done on the stairs, held up due to a need to contact the company. One piece had a bad weld and fell apart. Another piece was cut wrong and won’t fit. We’ll have to get those replaced. But the main staircase is up. The pieces we need to replace are part of the railing and balusters.
M and I went to the Old European Days festival at a local park yesterday evening. I think it should have been called the German Summer Festival or Practice for Oktoberfest since it was held at the German Family Society park, included traditional German dancing by people in traditional German costumes and traditional German foods and beer. I ate far too much food, having ordered the German dinner plate which consists of lots of meats and heaping helpings of sauerkraut and German potato salad. The only food choices, by the way, were German.
I don’t think I’ll need to eat again for a few weeks. My stomach is still pretty unhappy with me this morning. No wonder gluttony was considered by some to be one of the seven deadly sins.